Growing up we had neighborhood garage bands. Kids from school, usually band members, would form a group thinking they were going to make it big someday. In reality they were never going to make it out of the garage but no one had the heart to tell them.
At my school there was a musical group which formed named the Five Guys. These guys were the exception… they were good. Not only did they leave the garage they jumped into the car and hit the big time… playing for school teas, assemblies and other high profile functions. They were not the norm.
I was never asked to join one of these neighborhood bands no matter how many times I showed up with my violin or cello and begged. Well, all that was back in the 1960’s and times have changed…
Tonight our neighbors had their annual backyard concert. This is the sixth year they have kicked off summer break by flooding the neighborhood with music. There is one street, one house and one backyard between us and the sound equipment.
This could be disastrous except the musicians that show up with drums, keyboards, bass guitars and singers are good. Very, very GOOD! For two hours the neighbors along with us open our windows or wander outside to enjoy a special evening of weeding or rocking to the oldies. This year even some Michael Jackson and Adele tunes were thrown in.
The garage bands are fun memories enhanced by the outdoor music of tonight’s backyard concert complete with intermission.
I’m pretty sure if I showed up with my violin or cello I’d get the same response as I did all those years ago… the definition of cool hasn’t changed that much.